We will touch on a few topics, very few, because the current moment is such as not to allow pindaric flights, but you will see that they will suffice.
We don't have to go far, we stay in our (poor) country. The adjective is not random: the meaning regards the moral characteristics of a context in decay; material poverty will be the next, very rapid and inevitable step due to a stupid, conscious and bloated ignorance. Just as we did at school, then with tremor in front of a blackboard now with anger, we will come to a "As you were supposed to demonstrate".
Let's start from the exterior of a state visit; wonderful city and ex Capital (Naples), impeccable military picket (Carabinieri), honors to the Flag by the foreign authority (Macron), absent-minded and practically absent mention from the alleged landlord (With you). Su incedere (elegant and light as that ofman in tailcoat of Modugno) and clutch nothing to say, but sure the demeanor held in front of a symbol that, willy-nilly, represents the whole country (v.video), confirms all the doubts about the sense of institutional responsibility (and we want to be ecumenically good).
Few considerations. Imagine if the meeting had been held in Paris in the same way: to be indulgent a chorus of justified and pernacious transalpine disapproval would have arisen, most likely muted by the information of our house which, now, weighs more than the words of the 'AD of a football team rather than the dead from contagion. Alt, contagion? Oh yes ... it really seems that we are faced with an event that, scientifically speaking, highly wrinkles with politically correct, good luck and talk shows.
But that's not enough, eh no ... in the moment of chaos and maximum disorganization, who is going to attack - the term is all there - with virulence? Doctors and nurses who daily risk health and life to treat and care for the infected. Guys, this really is sense of the state e sense of national cohesion, all the more invoked the more neglected until a few weeks ago, a word that in the mouth of some sounds empty as empty and disrespectful was the superficial and almost annoyed greeting, addressed to Naples at the national symbol.
The more time passes, the more a doubt grows: but beyond the partition compensation of the Cencelli Manual armchairs, in addition to the clutch bag and the media support lent, and handsomely remunerated, by some characters by virtue of their participation in a well-known frankly low-level television program, what is it? Little, the empty stuffed with nothing.
And it still doesn't touch the bottom. I don't know if you noticed, but at the moment there are no more proclamations, jokes, challenges to the opening of tuna cans, eh no .. think, now they have also allowed the virologist Ilaria Capua to speak, after having unjustly ridiculed her and dragged into a grotesque story and imbued with ignorant malice and envy of a person who has studied. But we are so ... collectively estrus (n) ...
We were saying? Ah yes ... sense of State... big word, it's easy to say State; we clarify a concept, we are not talking about the past participle of the verb to be (sorry but after the Vairus it is necessary to specify), but of that entity to which the average Italian addresses for have but never give.
Once, studying the Constitution, attention was paid to dividing rights from duties; now the duties, poor people, have remained the sad prerogative of that percentage of fools, poor people too, who continues, romantically and through compulsion, to observe the law.
And here another front opens. Have you read the latest news regarding the ongoing military investigations? One moment ... Where is it? It always escapes ... here, again this annoying and démodé sense of the state.
Forgetting ridiculous boots given in the past to poor soldiers sent to the Russian steppes, let's go back to reading titles that cannot fail to remind us of past fool. Where's the systemic error? It must be there, otherwise we wouldn't be here; let us venture a hypothesis: in a general chaos like the one in which we have been struggling for years, even the apparently more solid institutions begin to show cracks.
The question arises: has anyone noticed? I continue the gamble: if the institutions reflect reality (and vice versa), it is so far from true to think that, where the ubiquitous base of the famous and aforementioned idiots exists, you align an elite of crafty people who, avoiding problems, going slalom on the difficulties, delegating the troubles, be able to make a career anyway? According to what we read in the newspapers it seems so.
It is not enough to be honest, and not even so frank as to present situations sincerely to find legitimate solutions; oh no ... the troublemaker continues to like, also because the loopholes he offers, someone else must then put them into practice, the famous useful idiot, the necessary lightning rod on which to download any lightning from the inquisition.
Maybe you didn't notice, but we got there. Starting from a state visit we went through an epidemic to reach contracts and boots, to come to demonstrate the end, if not the death of the idea of state duty, to proclaim the existence of a dark evil, the arrogant and bad ignorance in which many shamelessly roll themselves and which pervades every inch of our life.
Let's have a Sunday laugh ... we started with a clutch bag ... think a little if we started with something really more serious, maybe the tailcoat of Modugno.
Images: Presidency of the Council of Ministers / Canale5
